A/N: so basically I'm just avoiding college apps right now...

Silva's Cafe

"So, will that be all, Mr. Diethel?" Kalim asked tersely, clenching the tiny notepad in his gigantic hands.

"Uh..." Lyserg wanted to laugh at the comical size difference between Kalim's huge, hulking figure and minuscule notepad and pencil. Instead he sighed. Under any other circumstances, he would have. But alas, what's done is done. Maybe I shouldn't have picked to meet Pirika in a place where so many of her friends work, he thought sadly as Kalim turned around in a huff after giving Pirika a sympathetic look. All around the table, Horohoro, Yoh, Joco, Ren, Tamao, Anna, the twins, Jeanne and Silva were staring. Half of them were shooting death rays at him while the others looked on in concern at their blue-haired friend.

How did all of them manage to get jobs in the same place anyways? ...Oh right, I forgot Silva owned the joint. Said owner was furiously polishing the window that proudly displayed Silva's Cafe and was adorned with various pictures of animals. Lyserg had always wondered how a snake, wolf, buffalo, among other creatures had to do with a cafe, much more attract customers into the place. He shook his head. Silva of course had known his other classmates. Lyserg was the outsider here. He was the only newcomer, a sort of social pariah after how he treated Pirika. Jeanne was friends with the others, Tamao had known Silva and the rest of the employees growing up. Yes, he was totally and completely alone here. Himself against the world, as he liked to think.

He opened his mouth to speak but was quickly interrupted by a

"What do you want." More of a statement than an inquiry. Pirika crossed her arms and looked as cold as possible. "Make it quick, I have practice before the game later," she snapped, pointing her foot at her cheerleading bag underneath the table.

"Um, er, you see...I wanted to talk to you about..." Lyserg made a lame gesture to indicate Well, you know what I'm talking about.

Pirika glared at him, showing that she wasn't going to fall for it, and yes, asshole, I do know what you're talking about but I want to hear you say it. "About what? Look can you just spit it out already, we've been sitting here for ten minutes already without you saying a word." She glanced at the clock and grumbled.

Kalim gently set down Pirika's no whip, double shot white mocha with extra caramel syrup, please and flashed her a smile. She grinned back up at him and blew at the cup in an attempt to cool down the beverage. Both smiling countenances were dropped once they looked at Lyserg however. The gigantic waiter slammed down Lyserg's glass of water and strutted away. Lyserg frowned at the water which was all Kalim was willing to get for him, despite his earlier order of a simple black coffee...perhaps...please? and looked down at the receipt. Kalim had still charged him for the coffee.

"I just wanted to..." he gulped. "Mmmph." The words got caught in his throat when he saw the twins eavesdropping at the next table over. Lip immediately covered her face while Rap pretended to be scrubbing down the table.

Pirika narrowed her eyes. "I can't hear you."

He saw Horohoro literally steaming. The Ainu boy probably would've killed him by now if it wasn't for Tamao holding him back. Joco's lips were pressed into a firm line while Ren ominously gripped a butter knife in his hand and made very graphic, violent gestures in the air with it. Yoh yawned as Anna rolled her eyes at the scene in front of her. Jeanne's brows were furrowed as she saw Lyserg's attempt to apologize flounder and drown.

He immediately began to feel dizzy as these snippets of his surroundings began to blend together. "I overreacted."

"That you did."

"And I was a huge prick to you."

"Mmmhmm."

"And you've been nice to me ever since I arrived in Japan."

"Keep going."

"And none of it was your fault."

"Correct."

"And I never should've done any of what I did."

"You're on a roll here."

"I'm sorry....?"

"Was that a question or an apology?"

"I'm sorry." Beat. Tentative beat. Scared, anxious, fearing-for-one's-life beat. "Can we please be friends again?"

There are no words to describe what happens next. The author could try to tell how Pirika's face was a veritable sea of every emotion known (and unknown) to mankind. How her face went pale white and then deep, deep crimson. Or how her mouth didn't know whether to start trembling or curl back into a snarl. Or how her hands began shaking. But to everyone's genuine surprise (and Horohoro and Ren's apparent dismay), before anyone could register what was going on, Pirika had launched herself across the table and had thrown her arms around the unsuspecting boy. No one was more shocked than Lyserg (of course). She began sobbing.

"You have NO IDEA how long I've waited to hear you say that!" she wailed. "Or how awkward it was in chemistry class pretending that I h-h-h-hated youuuuuuu!" Pirika bawled her head off as she began babbling about the last couple of Lyserg-less months.

"PIRIKA! You're not supposed to forgive him!" Horohoro screamed, pointing an accusing finger at the green-haired boy. Ren mumbled something incoherently but with enough feeling to send shivers down Lyserg's spine. Tamao and Jeanne took deep breaths and smiled in relief at each other. Lip and Rap clasped one another's hands before being yelled at by Anna to get back to work. Yoh simply laughed and flashed him a thumbs-up.

Lyserg slumped back in his chair and smiled up at the ceiling, barely noticing the crushing weight of the crying girl on top of him or how it was nearly choking him to death. Because finally, everything was well.

Kyoyama Household

Horohoro rang the doorbell for the second time. "Huh, this is weird. They usually answer right after the first time." He was about to try knocking until the door jerked open suddenly, just a crack, as Yoh stuffed his head through the small opening.

"No! Get away while you can!"

Horohoro blinked. "W-What?"

Yoh's face was totally drained and fatigued as he hoarsely whispered. "It's dangerous to be in here. It's too late for me and Tamao and my family, but go save yourself!"

"Yoh...what are you talking about?"

The half-crazed boy opened his mouth to answer but immediately cringed when he heard Anna's voice yell for him. "Madness. Pure madness," he croaked, completely helpless, and disappeared.

Horohoro's eye twitched as he struggled to comprehend what was going on. "Jeez, all I wanted was to visit Tamao and look what happens." He sighed, put his hands on his hips, and tentatively took a few steps inside. And then his jaw fell slack.

The usually neat and orderly Kyoyama household had been turned into a veritable war zone. Shreds of magazines coated every square inch of the house. Fabrics were strewn everywhere. The servants were cowering behind various pieces of furniture. There were at least fourteen phones randomly placed in each room.

"What the hell is going on here?" he spluttered. A maid that was crouching behind the living room sofa apprehensively opened one of her eyes.

"Shh, don't talk so loud!" she hissed. "She might find us." The maid shut her eyes again.

Horohoro groaned. He decided it would be better if he didn't know what she was talking about. "Where's Tamao?" The maid shrugged her shoulders. "What about Matamune?" She pointed inside the kitchen.

The blue haired boy picked his way through the disaster area that was formerly the Kyoyamas' dining room and he passed several other household helpers sprinting through the hallways for their lives.

"Oh, hello, Horohoro." Mrs. Kyoyama looked up serenely from the book she was reading and smiled. A rather comical sight considering the entire kitchen was in total disarray.

"Hey, Matamune. Um...would you mind telling me what's going on here?"

Anna's adoptive mother smiled sadly. "Anna's got a case of perfect wedding syndrome." She sipped her tea and offered Horohoro a cup. "Since it's only a month away and all."

Horohoro nodded knowingly. "So she's turned into a bridezilla." A shriek followed by a crash of porcelain echoed into the kitchen. "I definitely saw this coming. Do you know where Tamao is by any chance?'

Redseb and Seyram came bolting into the room and dove under the table. "HELPPP!"

"Try the cupboard over there. I forget which one she's hiding in. Hello, Redseb and Seyram. Did Anna try recruiting you for errands?" Mrs. Kyoyama's question was answered by terrified yelps.

Horohoro paled. "This is crazy. Tamao?" He swung open a cupboard door.

"CLOSE IT!" She snapped. "She might see me again." Her whisper was barely audible through the thick wood. "Wait, Horohoro?" She reopened it and peered outside. "What are you doing here?"

"I was just here to see if you were free but...."

"TAMAO? WHERE IS TAMAO, I NEED HER." The sliding door leading into the Kyoyama's expansive back yard slammed open as Anna stepped outside.

"Hurry, now's our chance." He helped his girlfriend out of her cramped hiding space and they sprinted towards the entrance of the house, passing along the way Yoh and Manta who were clinging onto each other for dear life. The four of them didn't stop until they reached Silva's Cafe, quite a ways off from Anna's house.

"She. Is. Crazy." Horohoro panted. "Oh my God."

"Try living with her," Tamao whimpered as she placed a hand on each knee and breathed deeply. "Since I'm her maid of honor, she wants me to do so many things for her and if I don't complete them on time, I'm supposed to be punished to the fullest extent of the law."

"What about me? I've become her personal slave!" Manta groaned, slumping over one of the tables Rap had just finished cleaning.

"I'm getting married to her!" Yoh sobbed. The other three silently patted his back as a sign of their condolences.

Silva rolled his eyes. "Are you guys actually gonna order anything or are you just gonna take up space?" He brushed his hands off and closed the display case after sliding in a freshly baked cake. "Oh, and I'll need all of you to come in on Saturday. Got a huge order coming in. Biggest in the Cafe's entire history. It's gonna be enormous!"

Yoh gaped. "Silva, but that's our day off! You can't just do that to us."

The cafe owner uncomfortably tugged at his collar. "Well, I actually can...considering it's for your wedding."

"...Seriously...you're going to make me work for my own wedding? Great present, Silva," Yoh sighed.

"Technically it was Miss Kyoyama who did the ordering." He sat down in front of the cafe's main computer and opened a file. "We need a dozen cakes of the largest size, two hundred pastries, apparently we're not allowed to use dairy products in them so I'll someone to go to that new organic grocery store that opened downtown, fruit medley, chocolate mousse, jeez this just goes on and on..."

Yoh whimpered and began shaking violently. Silva looked up and opened his mouth to say something but then the phone rang. "Hello?" His entire face went pale and the three other students looked on anxiously to see what was going on. "Er...w-why hello, there, Miss Anna." The four gaped. "Um...hold on a second." Silva placed his palm over the receiver. "She wants to know if you four are here. I'd advise leaving right about--" He need not have finished that sentence as Yoh, Tamao, Manta and Horohoro raced out through the back door. "Miss Anna? Yeah, it looks like you just missed them."

Harusame Field

"Why are we here againnnnnn?" Horohoro whined fanning his face with a cheaply made program ("Budget cuts," was all Goldva had grumbled when asked about them). "It's hot and it's humid and it's bright and I'm wearing a dress shirt and I'm not even related to anyone who's graduating today--"

"Stop whining already. You're the one who wanted to come. Since Yoh's your best friend. Not mine," Pirika snarled underneath her breath. "Well, that and you'd get to see Tamao all dressed up if you came." Horohoro squawked and began to protest but Pirika clapped her hands over her ears and turned away. "Oh, speak of the devil."

Tamao, all bright and fresh looking (much to the envy of Pirika), came running/shuffling up to the row of chairs where the Usui siblings were seated. Considering she was wearing very uncomfortable shoes (especially since Tamao was so used to wearing her sandals and slippers all the time), it was probably more of a shuffle. "Sorry I'm late. Anna wanted everything to be perfect. I think she was just giving me extra work because she's still mad we ran away from her that one day..." Tamao pursed her lips and shrugged, taking the aisle seat next to Horohoro. "Is anyone else here yet?"

Horohoro nodded. "Yup, Joco is getting some water from the vending machine and Ryu is...how did he say it...'on the prowl for a new squeeze'...oh dear God, I can't believe I just said that out loud."

"Jeanne is taking some pictures for the graduation newsletter and yearbook and Lyserg is...with her." Pirika furrowed her brow. "He follows her around like a lost puppy! Poor girl," she giggled.

"What about Ren?"

"He's....hey, why are you asking me? It's not like I would know where he is," Pirika said a little too defensively. "He's with Jun and Bailong right now," she muttered unwillingly.

Anna stared across the field to the sea of chairs and makeshift podium and stage were. And the mob of people who had come to see her. Everyone who had been in her life, who had touched her life all contained in that cramped area, waiting to see her. How could eighteen years of her life be summed up and be wrapped up and shipped off in a span of a couple of weeks was beyond her. In the graduation ceremony, the graduation dinner, her wedding next week already, the bon voyage shebang Joco had whipped up last second scheduled the day before Yoh and her…left Funbari Hill. Scratch that, left Japan. No, left all of Asian to travel across the globe to America, a country where she didn't know anyone and no one knew her. Such a contrast from Funbari Hill where almost everyone knew her or at least was acquainted with her name. She suddenly felt like a giant compared to the rest of the school. Some part of her never wanted to leave but she knew that deep down she needed to and had this intrinsic desire to just go out there and experience life.

Anna felt like she was watching a home video that she had watched too many times--she was part of it, she was watching, but she wasn't really there. Joco comically tripping and knocking over a whole section of folding chairs, domino style. Lyserg and Jeanne engaged in a private, light hearted conversation, Tamao bowing her head repeatedly in an embarrassed apology while Horohoro merely laughed. Pirika and Ren duking it out in yet another heated squabble. Miss Jun trying to organize all of the seniors into some semblance of a line, while occasionally shooting side glances at Bailong. Goldva yelling at some underclassmen for sitting in the reserved area. Yoh laughing in the middle of a circle of friends, like he always was. Macchi snickering as she tied some unsuspecting freshman's shoe laces together and Kanna and Mari brooding while waiting for Hao to walk across that stage so they could get the hell out of there. Ryu fawning over some poor woman and Amidamaru and Bason standing next to each other, each boasting about their team's accomplishments that year. Redseb and Seyram and Mikihisa and Keiko and Kino and Yohmei all waving at her. Dr. Faust sitting next to Eliza while going into graphic detail about a particularly gory operation to Silva and Kalim (much to their stomachs' dismay). This was it. This was her life. She could take a picture of it and it would essentially sum up who she was and all the people actively involved in her life. And in a couple of weeks, she would be leaving it all behind. Then Jun gave the signal, Pomp and Circumstance began playing over the cheap, crackly speakers of the field and they all began to file in for their last entrance of their high school careers.

"Are you okay?" Yoh whispered as they took their seats.

Anna looked at him. "I-" And promptly closed her mouth.

"Good morning, family, friends, and of course, our graduates," Lady Sati, the principal of FHHS, said. "Today we are celebrating--"

She continued on in her brief speech that was punctuated by smatterings of clapping and a few parts where she choked up with tears. After she finished, "And now I'd like to call up class president and valedictorian, Anna Kyoyama."

As the applause around her swelled, Anna knew that it would be more than okay.

"I'm actually feeling very good." And she walked up to the podium.

Kyoyama Household

"That was an amazing speech, Anna!"

"Yeah, one of the best in my opinion, and you know how many I've heard."

Anna's mouth forced itself to form into some semblance of a smile. "Thank you." She coughed and clapped her hands. "Listen up, everyone!"

The LASNC crew dropped everything they were doing and snapped to attention.

"So since I've graduated, I'm technically not allowed to help out on the last issue and I'm technically supposed to name a student manager right now to take over my position" She cleared her throat. Horohoro's hopes fell as he braced himself for a Buuuut I'm Anna Kyoyama and I don't follow technicalities so I'm going to take over the last issue and delay my nomination for student manager. Suck on that. Oh, and Horohoro, life hates you.

"Let's get this over with, everyone already saw this coming all along, ever since the beginning of the year--"

Horohoro wanted to listen to angsty, emo music and wallow in self-pity.

"It was so obvious, really--"

Borderline to writing really bad poetry about all his inner feelings.

"And it's expected so--"

He started banging his head against the wall. Die, die, die, die. Why did I get my hopes up.

"Our new student manager is Horohoro."

Applause. Horohoro's jaw dropped so far down that he could've played Hackensack with it. "REALLY?"

Anna stared at him. "Don't make me regret this, Ainu boy."

"ALRIGHTTTTT!" he shouted, picking up Tamao and swinging her around. "This is the best thing you've ever said to me in my entire life!"

"Put my cousin down or you're going to make her die from embarrassment." Anna rolled her eyes and strode away to Yoh.

He took a sip from his soda. "How you holding up?" he asked, his mouth still covered by the cup.

"Too many people talking at the same time."

He lowered the plastic red cup from his face and shot her a knowing grin. "So you're enjoying yourself."

She drew her mouth into a straight line and tried to effect an air of nonchalance. "Shut up," she said, smacking him in the arm.

He merely laughed. "Oh by the way, I drew up the VU papers for you to sign for extended winter break. Since the little guy's gonna be arriving around January," he smiled, unable to hide his pride.

Anna bit her lip self-consciously as she remembered what had happened in early last month right before he had left for another one of his stupid kendo tournament. It was unexpected, her mind attempted to lamely justify her actions. We couldn't...really...control ourselves. She snapped out of it and thought for a split second about saying thank you for making the arrangements so early but decided against it. "And how do you know it won't be a girl?" she demanded, half-heartedly trying to sound indignant.

"I don't. It could be a girl I suppose. I don't really care, Hana will be the same to me either way."

Anna quirked an eyebrow. "Hana?"

Yoh placed his hands behind his head uncomfortably. "Er, I was just thinking the other day...maybe...we could combine our names into...well...you know what, never mind, forget I brought it--"

"No, we're naming the baby Hana."

"O-Okay." They sunk into silence for a minute.

"How do you think Tamao feels about..." Anna asked quietly.

"Anna, we've been over this. I'm sure she won't mind watching over him. And my grandparents and your mom will help out a lot with Hana during Tamao's senior year. And my parents even agreed to stay a year to help out until Tamao can watch over Hana after graduating."

"But that's what I mean. It's not fair for her to sacrifice her education for something she didn't even do." Anna tucked a long strand of hair behind her ear.

Yoh furrowed his brows. "You know, I never really pegged Tamao as a big university type. At least, not yet. She was talking the other day about how she'll take night classes at University of Tokyo. She's probably a shoe in for the evening writing program they have. And then my grandparents should be home by then to take care of Hana while she's at class. She's the one who suggested it, Anna."

"I know that," she snapped as if to remind him that Tamao was her cousin and therefore she knew her better. "So she'll do that for two years?"

He nodded. "Yup, as long as we're in college. Then as soon as we graduate, we'll fly on back here and take care of Hana ourselves. So we can be a proper family and Tamao can start going to regular classes."

Anna sharply inclined her head and exhaled. "Life..."

"Is moving too fast?" Yoh guessed.

"No. It's...falling into place."

"Is that a good thing?"

"For now, it is."

"Crap, we're going to be late! Ugh, my feet are killing me," she exclaimed while taking off the painful shoes Anna had selected for her bridesmaids to wear. She hurried into her room to change into her cheerleading uniform.

"I can't believe we went overtime. Yoh and Anna even split up the actual ceremony and the reception onto two different days to avoid this." Tamao reeled back and forth as she attempted to pull down the back zipper of the unnecessarily complicated back enclosure on the back of her maid of honor kimono.

Despite all their complaints, Pirika and Tamao had to agree that Yoh and Anna's wedding was wonderful. Yoh had picked Joco and Ren as his groomsmen and Horohoro as his best man. Even Pirika had to admit that they were all looking sharp at the ceremony. Anna had requested (aka, ordered) Jeanne and Pirika to be her bridesmaids and Tamao to be her maid of honor. The wedding was lovely in a classic kind of way and the reception was extremely fun, thanks mostly to the incident involving Redseb, Seyram, Ryu's hair and two gallons of glue (don't ask why or how).

But now, they were currently running late for Ren's team's lacrosse championship. "Tamao, are you almost ready?" Pirika called, shoving on her tennis shoes and swinging on her gym bag.

Tamao finished pulling on her jeans and sweatshirt. "Yup. Are Lyserg and Jeanne meeting us there?"

Her phone buzzed angrily as it received a text. Pirika flipped it open. "Aaaah, they're already at the field! We're the last ones--"

Tamao shoved Pirika out the door and ushered her into the car.

Pirika slowed down her breathing once they were on the road and sighed. "Ugh, you know, they chose you to be maid of honor and Horohoro to be the best man way before. It's like destiny or something," Pirika scrunched up her nose at the thought of her best friend and her dorky older brother dating. "It's weird."

"Heh." Tamao was only half paying attention as she tried to focus on not crashing into the other cars. But you're basically going out with your brother's best friend…

"Um, Tamao. Can I ask you a question?"

She quickly glanced at the younger girl sitting next to her, expecting her to ask something along the lines of What's your favorite color? or Would you rather eat a squirrel burger or a bar of soap? Or at least something of that magnitude.

Pirika took a deep breath. "Can I still hang out with you after you graduate?" she blurted out.

Tamao screeched to a halt, nearly crashing into a car in front of her stopped at the red light. "W-W-What?" she managed to stammer out.

"I mean, if you don't want me to, I totally under--"

"Er, that's not what I--well, I was just surprised that you would want to. Shouldn't your junior year be spent with your friends and going to football games and dances? And I'll be watching over Hana most of the time...God knows taking care of a kid isn't really fun for high school students..." Tamao slowly eased the gas and the car jerked forward.

"But you are my friend. I'm gonna miss all you guys when you go to college so I wanna hang out with you as much as possible. And my other friends are all airheads," she said, rolling her eyes.

Tamao tapped her chin as they pulled into the parking lot. "Well, I don't see why not if you want to." She turned the ignition off. "Okay, let's go. We have two minutes to spare!"

Harusame Field

"Fried rice?" Horohoro offered Tamao a Tupperware-full of said rice, not taking his eyes off the field.

"...You are the only person I know who would bring fried rice...To a lacrosse game...."

"Don't question the greatness of Asian food." Horohoro clenched his plastic spork in anticipation as FHHS regained possession. "Come on, Ren, come on."

"What's going on right now?" Tamao was totally clueless as to how lacrosse, or sports in general, worked.

"The game's almost done and both teams are tied. If time goes out and no one scores, they'll have to go into overtime. And from the looks of it, our team is way too tired to keep playing. So Ren has to make this or else--"

The Tao boy zig zagged around the defense, his legs a veritable whirlwind.

"Come on..." Pirika mentally willed from the sidelines for Ren to score.

Ren's feet skidded to a halt as one of the opposing team's members charged at him. He stopped and flung the small ball as quick as a whip at Manta (who they were forced to play due to a number of injured players). For once in your life, Oyamada, just catch the damn ball.

A cheer erupted from the home side as the diminutive boy clumsily cradled the ball. Ren glanced at the clock and broke into a sprint.

"Pirika!"

The Ainu girl shook her head. "Huh?" She looked down. She had been crushing Macchi's arm. "Sorry, I'm just nervous. Come on, Ren!"

The orange-haired girl stared at Pirika uncertainly. "Okaaay....since when do you care about sports?"

Pirika reddened. "W-Well, we might actually win a title for the first time in two decades and-and--"

Macchi crossed her arms over the front of her cheerleading uniform and turned on her heel. "Like you even give a damn about that. Seriously, Pirika."

The orange seconds flicked away on the scoreboard.

"Is--"

"Don't jinx it!"

"Is he--"

"Don't jinx it!"

"Is he going to--"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Horohoro shrieked, grains of rice spraying everywhere as Manta launched the ball into the air. Everyone in the stands held their breath as the ball hung suspended in the air for what seemed like an eternity. Ren's legs felt like they were moving through quicksand as all members of both teams scrambled for possession of the ball. But FHHS' team captain quickly lowered his stick down, the ball securely nestled in the net and he landed and spun around quickly as he headed towards the goal.

"Score, Ren, score!" Bason yelled, his hands threatening to snap his clipboard in half.

The entire stadium went quiet for an entire second as the buzzer rang out and the scoreboard flickered. Home: 10, Visitor: 9. And then everything erupted into pandemonium.

Bason, with tears streaming down his face, picked up every single player on the bench into one huge group hug. Lyserg and Jeanne looked around, slightly confused, until they inferred that their school had won. Horohoro grabbed Tamao's hands and the two began jumping up and down while the Ainu boy kept yelling "That's my best friend! I know him! He's my best friend!" Bailong and Jun and the rest of the Tao family waved a huge banner that said (much to the young Tao's dismay) GOOD LUCK, REN! Joco led the audience onto the field as students, friends, players, and cheerleaders swarmed together into one gigantic, indistinguishable mass. The lacrosse players picked up their respective girlfriends and swung them around. Perhaps it was the thrill of just winning the championship. Perhaps it was the adrenaline that came with scoring the last point. Perhaps it was because they were the closest members of the opposite sex within reach. Because no other reason would explain why Pirika and Ren decided, in front of Horohoro, Jun and hundreds of their peers, to kiss violently, their lips crashing into each other as thunder began to boom and rain started pouring down upon everyone in the field.

The Ainu boy promptly dropped Tamao's hands and speechlessly gaped at Ren. "What are you doing to my sister?" he screeched. Everyone in the general vicinity turned to look at what Horohoro was blabbering about.

Ren tore away and staggered backwards, looking confused. "I-I-I-" He turned around and sprinted away.

Eventually, the crowd on the field trickled away as they realized that it was raining and decided to go to a post game party or home. Pirika was the only one left as she stood shivering, cold, and crying in the middle of the astroturf.

A/N: aww only two more chapters! =( Review? =D